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"I don't know what happened to the two people here?"

In the inner hall, the lights are bright. As Zhang Zhifu spoke, the civilians looked at them, a little nervous.

Zhenfu Chief's supervisory hundred officials are not limited to Kyoto, one of the secret spy work of the major states, is to stare at officials from all over the country.

Therefore, when I learned that Yu Qing came to the door, everyone was still a bit false.

Qi Ping didn't speak, looking at Yu Qing, the latter said lightly:

"Ying received a secret report, and found that the trace of the forest in Vietnam was found. I waited for this time."

Not old forest!

The officials were relieved at first, and they were tense again.

Zhang Zhifu worried: "There is such a matter, and the official did not receive the news."

Qi Ping observed the latter's micro -expression, not like pseudo.

Yu Qing calmly said: "Since the court ordered the arrest in June, I was looking for it, but the organization of this rivers and lakes was extremely secretive and it was difficult to trace back.

Having said that, the officials still couldn't help but frown and knew the power of this power, but they didn't want to hide under the eyelids.

Although in Yu Qing's words, there is no intention of accountability, but the end is not exposed.

Moreover, this is also a huge hidden danger.

Several officials immediately stated that they would cooperate with the investigation, but all the way, it is better to do a rest now.

When several people discussed it, they first lived in the guesthouse of the government, and arranged a meal to get the wind and wash the dust at night. Yu Qing did not refuse.

In this way, it is the rocking.

And at this time, an officer outside the church came: "Master Zhifu ..."

Zhang Zhifu was unable to show his face: "Say something straight."

"Yes," The Grand Said looked at the two, and said, "A manager of Guo Gong came to the door."

The crowd stunned, Qi Ping laughed, and said, "It seems to be looking for me.

Zhang Zhifu laughed: "Talking together, I waited here."

Nympho

After leaving the inner hall, Qi Ping Youyou was swimming. Under the leadership of the madage, he went to a lot of halls.

In the courtyard, the willow is green, and in the night wind, the lantern hanging under the eaves blends the antique building into a scroll.

As soon as Qi Ping walked outside the hall, he saw a middle -aged man who was waiting for a character and decent.

The latter is waiting for, seeing someone coming, getting up busy, looking up and down, testing:

"Dare to ask, but Master Qi?"

Qi Ping laughed, didn't immediately respond, waved his hand to pass away, sat down slowly on the opposite chair, lifted Erlang's legs, picked up the orange on the table with his right hand, and smiled:

"Do you recognize me?"

Middle -aged management is not humble, and answered:

"Jiu Yang's name. Only the people who told the people at the bottom of the people, and said some trivial things.

Qi Ping smiled and watched him, and his eyes were sophisticated: "Misunderstanding? I don't think it must be ..."

He peeled off the orange and ate a pet, only felt sweet and sweet, and said slowly:

"How the official's affairs are not clear, but the evil slavery of the state government ignored the law of the court.

In helplessness, the official had to defend himself. The little grandfather wanted to be a person who was a matter of mind. You sent you, wouldn't it be to get angry for the evil slaves under his hand? "

Middle -aged manager laughed:

"Naturally not. In this matter, the grandfather didn't know that it was not strict with the people at the bottom. Relying on the name of the state government is evil, Master Qi helped to deal with it, it is best to."

Qi Ping suddenly said: "I just said, the merits of the Wu family for generations, how will they do the matter of robbing the people and daughters, it must be a subordinate."

Middle -aged management talks, and busy explained:

"It is not a robbery. That Hua Niang is indeed a slave on the house, and she really lost her things. There are some suspicions.

Qi Ping was bowing his head and grilled his skin, hearing the words, paused his hands, slowly raised his head, and his face smiled a little, until he disappeared: "Take someone away?"

Middle -aged people's head: "I hope it is convenient."

Qi Ping squinted his eyes and stared at him, sneered:

"It seems that the evil slave did not transfer me truthfully.

Well, this official is more than the rules of the national law. The national government and Hua Niang have their own words. If the official did not encounter it, it would be it possible, but since I encountered it, I couldn't pretend not to see it ... "

"Master Qi means ..."

"When the church is confronted. If the state government loses things, then come to the government to handle the complaint and review the case by the government to distinguish the authenticity."

Middle -aged management frown:

"How can such trivial matter be troubled by the government? It is according to the law of great coolness, the slave is guilty, and the owner's house can be punished."

In this era, the so -called slavery is the private property of the owner.

In the front dynasty, it was killing, and only one hundred sticks were needed. Well, there is no need to pay for killing.

The slaves in this dynasty have a higher status, but it is also limited.

For this kind of local family, many times, the national rules and family laws are crossed by the government.

Middle -aged management seems to feel that Qi Ping's small question is big, or because the family bumps into him, so he holds revenge on this matter.

During the talk, reached out and put out a silver ticket, and handed it up.

"The people under the offense are offended, and please eat alcohol."

Qi Ping's eyelids were pulled, no words.

With his current net worth, although it is far less than this big family, one hundred and two ... really don't look at it.

The manager frowned and handed another one.

Qi Ping still silently.

The middle -aged manager's eight characters trembled, and he simply gritted his teeth, put a roll of silver tickets in his sleeves on the table, and said with pain:

"Can adults do it convenient?"

Qi Ping picked up the silver ticket, first showing a smile, but suddenly turned cold:

"Bringing officials, ignorance of the law, it seems that the behavior of the state government is incomparable, not just a few evil slaves."

The manager's face changed.

Listen to Qi Ping Dano:

"Money, the official took it, and he was a gift. But people ... no, the owner punished slaves, yes, but first prove that this woman is indeed the slave of the national government.

"

The middle -aged manager's face was ugly, but there was no attack after all, but he looked at him deeply, and said:

"I will tell the little grandfather."

Speaking, got up and walked out a few steps, stopped, and said:

"Another thing to mention Master Qi, this is not Kyoto, but‘ Wu Yue ’.”

"No, you're wrong, this is the Liang Kingdom." Qi Ping was bland.

There was a meal, giving away his sleeves, and soon disappeared into the field of vision.

When people leave, the indifference on Qi Ping's face turns into thinking.

The fingers tapped the desktop gently and muttered:

"It's interesting."

Nympho

On the other side.

Middle -aged management came out of the gate, left the carriage, returned along the lively streets under the night.

Yuezhou City is much easier than Kyoto, and the forbidden army that rarely patrols at night. Although the security is worse, it is even more lively.

The national government is located east of the city, and the Qiantang River is outside.

The management did not go to the door, entered the house at the side door, did not take care of the family Ding girl along the way, and did not go towards the yard of "Little Grandpa". Instead, he went straight to the main house.

And stopped outside the inner door, he stunned his clothes, and said, "Grandpa, Little Grandpa, Xiao Jian's founding back."

Decorative luxury style, casual losers are valuable in the house, and the sound came out:

"Come in and talk."
To be continued...